I am just a creature made of clay Because fire isn’t made to play, I am the soul who’s always at peace Because in my territory violence cease,   I am the human full of light Because in my life sadness has no right, I…

Stone With death, after snaps at the heels of what went before; a line of demarcation drives me forward; and what I am now is both old and new in one. These days, I am scattered as soil; broken as weathered stone. I am searching…

Thoughts in the morning, slowly gathering like a collective pool of water, absorbing descending rivulets of the past night’s rainstorm, filling, growing, transcending into vapor by midday– I am the sunshine’s waxing heat wave rolling over violated sidewalks. Fingers reach to stroke calligraphic symbols, a…

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I am what I am And what you aren’t. I need no gemstones to shine And I could write my own song of ice and fire.   I am no caped hero, But I have my own battles Where good usually prevails. What about you…

I am a lover not a fighter I am one who cannot boast of fame I am a poet and a writer I am one who the world tried to tame   I am not to be taken lightly Nor am I one to be…

Do not think I am nothing more than the garbs upon my shoulders. Nor am I the hair that settles against my painted cheeks. Beauty is in the eye of the beholders but trust that I am not my eyes or the mouth that speaks….

I am a rock, gently grounded Always there, a necessity I am fabricated elsewhere My birthplace, tattooed on me I am a sponge, soft and fibrous Absorbing your tears and sweat I am of colors, abound The rainbow lives in envy I am a glove,…

She took her hands off you. Someone told me it’s like Sophie’s Choice. I never saw that. Someone else told me not to. I won’t be able to hand…le it, get my heart over it. Don’t. So, I didn’t. I am good like that about…